A/N: As always thanks for the reviews. Esp on my capturing the voices of the characters :)


"Are you awake?"

Sheppard squinted against the light shining in his eyes.

"Teyla?"

"Yes" He could hear the smile in her voice. "I am glad you are well. We were concerned."

"I'm fine." He assured her. "Could use a few pain killers…"

"Perhaps I could find something." Teyla started to stand from her chair beside his bed.

"It's okay" Sheppard said quickly. "You don't have to go."

Teyla hesitated and sat back down. "I am not going to leave you until Dr. Beckett returns."

Sheppard felt a little embarrassed at her soothing tone of voice. "Hey if you'd been trapped alone with Rodney for that long you wouldn't want you to leave either."

Teyla smiled sympathetically. "I believe you may be right."

"So what are the chances I can talk you into getting that light out of my eyes?"

Teyla's face took on an expression of concern. "I do not know what light you mean"

"The light in my eyes" Sheppard looked around for the source of the light but couldn't see anything nearby.

"You are not well." Teyla said in concern feeling his forehead for any telltale signs.

"I think you might have a point there" Sheppard said slowly.


Sheppard's eyes opened only to be blinded by the flashlight. "McKay" he snarled temperamentally. He propped himself up on one elbow to get his face out of the beam. His elbow slipped off the edge of the bench and Sheppard made a futile grab for the bench to steady himself before he hit the floor with a jarring thud.

The thud and accompanying curse was enough to stir McKay. "Wha?" He blinked at Sheppard. "What happened?"

"Your damn flashlight was in my eyes is what happened." Sheppard barked.

"I was asleep" McKay defended. "How was I supposed to know?"

"Forget it" Sheppard rolled over turning his back to McKay, pulled his makeshift pillow onto the floor and curled up as best he could to conserve body heat. Every time he woke he was colder and more tired than the time before. He knew that wasn't a good sign but by now he was too tired to care. He closed his eyes and welcomed sleep, and dreams.